french alps
2014
When I was in high school I remember talking to one of my friends about depression and how I never understood how someone could feel like that. It was unfathomable to me. But now as a college student 4 years later I get it. Also as someone on the verge of depression and anxiety I understand why some people feel the need to commit suicide when they try to ask for help and no one will. Today my mom started talking about how depression is just a bunch of bullshit and basically doesn’t exist and it made me realize that I can never confide in her about mine because she doesn’t understand. It also could be that she just doesn’t know what it is. I know that I didn’t truly realize what it was until along time after I started getting it. But it makes me sad to know that I’m dealing with all this pain and sadness and the one person who’s suppose to support me through anything thinks of it as a joke. So to everyone who’s dealt with this much longer then I have and is still here props you are strong and you are amazing and I finally get it.
